Lyrics
No one likes a patchwork paycheck like I do
But I’m giving you a day till I find you
We’re not fighting anymore
Just like we did it before
Like before, like before
Yuh yuh
I’ve been flipping around the faces of the people in my mind. Lookin for love, for faith, for grace, and for ways I fell behind
Yeah my thoughts are scattered
Battered. Can’t look straight
Pulled left right uptight set state
Better to give it a penny then find out that anyone live it on day 1 to 7. I wanna shut out the clamor ignoring the landlord while pumping it up to Eleven. Though I could give it my life while I’m killing the time and I let my leseta run wild . I’m gonna wait for a night that can budget a fight for a piece of the gun lovin style.
No one likes a patchwork paycheck like I do
But I’m giving you a day till I find you
We’re not fighting anymore
Just like we did it before
Like before, like before
No one likes a patchwork paycheck like I do
But I’m giving you a day till I find you
We’re not fighting anymore
Just like we did it before
Like before, like before
Style
rap. the chorus is octaves. give it some syncopationmale
Credits
Prompt by
DutchStone
DutchStoneGeneratedJan 20, 2026
ModelAria v5
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